Is half arsed better than no arse?

Dear Self,

I nearly didn’t make it today.

Normally I sit down to write to you in the morning, very early. But today…well it didn’t happen.

And then tonight there is every reason in the world not to write to you.

My back is feeling a bit odd, writing on a computer is the last thing I feel like doing, we have crap playing on TV (I mean we don’t even watch TV anymore…but tonight it’s a singing reality TV show) and I’m half cooking dinner half writing this.

Is this the best I have to give? Is this it?


Today it was half arsed or no arse.

I decided to turn up because that’s what keeps me honest.